Counting stars,
tracing train lines.
Miles stretch infinitely
Beneath the city lights,
through this endless maze.
In my world of fleeting moments, I long for you, my baby.
Through these strobe lights,
I roam from place to place.
My clock's ticking softly.
Through melodies and loud snares,
we find our own space.
So I’m chanting your name,
counting the hours 'til we meet again.
Where it’s you and me,
and you and me and
only you and me and you and me.
Where it’s you and me,
and you and me and
only you and me and you and me.
Counting days,
marking goodbyes.
The nights refuse to fly; they drag on and on.
So who am I without you?
Through the strobe lights,
I flit from face to face.
No one to enchant me here,
'Cause it’s you and me,
you and me,
you and me.